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The loose velvet coat, the wide linen collar and neckerchief of dark-blue silk, set off the slim figure and pale foreign face. "You are surprised to see me; but I have still more right to be surprised at seeing you. What brings you here?" "I am staying with my uncle, Sir Oswald Eversleigh, at Raynham Castle."
After alighting from the barouche, Lady Eversleigh waited to see if her husband would approach her, and offer his arm; she had a faint hope that he would do so, even in spite of his evident estrangement; but her hope was cruelly disappointed. Sir Oswald walked straight to a portly dowager, and offered to escort her to the cave.
"Yes, yes," said Lady Eversleigh, breathlessly, "I remember." "Well, my lady, that party near Richmond is Lady Verner, your ladyship's mother." Lady Eversleigh was well nigh overwhelmed by the throng of feelings which pressed upon her.
An extra turn." Julian Eversleigh, to whom I told my experiences on the Orb, said he admired the spirit with which I entered into my duties. He said, moreover, that I had a future before me, not only as a journalist, but as a writer. Nor, indeed, could I help seeing for myself that I was getting on. I was making a fair income now, and had every prospect of making a much better one.
I shall hold an inquiry here to-morrow, immediately after the coroner's inquest, and shall endeavour to sift matters most thoroughly. If Lady Eversleigh is innocent, her temporary arrest can do her no harm. She will not be called upon to leave her own apartments; and very few outside the castle, or, indeed, within it, need be aware of her arrest.
If his two cousins, the Dales, die without direct heirs, he will inherit ten thousand a year." "But that seems only a poor chance after all, my lady. There is no reason why Sir Reginald Eversleigh should survive you or the two Mr. Dales." "There is no reason, except his own villany," answered Honoria, thoughtfully. "There are some men capable of anything. But let us talk no further on the subject.
One long day of patient watchfulness revealed all this to Sir Oswald Eversleigh; and with the revelation came a new and terrible agony. How far was his wife to blame for all that was exceptional in the surgeon's manner? Was she aware of his devotion? Did she encourage this silent and stealthy worship? She did not, at any rate, discourage it, since she permitted it.
Reginald Eversleigh knew that his presence would be required at the coroner's inquest. The surgeon did not attempt to detain him. For the time, at least, this arch-plotter found himself suddenly brought to a stand-still. The inquest commenced almost immediately after Reginald's return to the castle.
"Shall I show you two letters, Reginald Eversleigh two letters which, by a strange combination of circumstances, have reached my hands; and in each of which there is the clue to a shameful story a cruel and disgraceful story, of which you are the hero?" "What letters?" "You shall read them," replied Sir Oswald.
Yes, Anna was at peace; surrounded by friends; delighted day by day to watch the budding loveliness, the sportive grace of Gertrude Eversleigh, the idolized heiress of Raynham.
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